puff!
In the horrified eyes of the guard, Zhuo Fan slapped his sky spirit cover with a palm, and began to operate the technique.
In an instant, black air currents emerged from his hand and penetrated into the guard's body like twisted bugs. As soon as this black air entered the body, the face of the guard changed drastically.
The expression of horror was tainted with painful distortion, and the face pale due to excessive blood loss was gradually turning black at this time. In a short while, the entire body of the guard was turned into a ball of black coal. In the dark night, he can't be seen clearly without looking carefully.
Seeing this scene, the corner of Zhuo Fan's mouth curled slightly, his eyes released a rare excitement.
Although the Heavenly Demon's Great Transformation Art is to turn the cultivation of others into one's own skill, how can the vitality of others' hard cultivation be so easily seized? Even if it is inhaled into the body, I am afraid it will repel itself. Especially as the foundation for future cultivation, it must be treated with caution.
Therefore, Zhuo Fan must first demonize his vitality before he can fully absorb it.
Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Fan calmed down his excitement, his hands tightened, those black air currents began to flow back from the guard to his body, and the black body of the guard began to quickly dry up.
After half an hour, Zhuo Fan retracted his palm and lay his knees cross-legged on the ground, refining the new vitality in his body through his exercises.
The body of the guard fell to the ground and fell into dust with a touch. It was like an ancient corpse that had been dead for a thousand years. It was suddenly dug out from a kilometer underground and weathered by the air, completely turning into a pile of sand, floating in the air.
The Heavenly Demon Great Huaju Art created by the Nine Nether Demon Emperor can not only take its skill to my possession, but also consume the essence of other people's lives.
The powerful black air current rushed through his body like a flood, Zhuo Fan hurriedly sank his mind, ran the exercises, and directed this force to his major veins, constantly scouring the barriers of the veins, and gradually widening the veins.
All of the power of the Qi Gathering Realm master was suddenly injected into his body that had never been cultivated before, and the pain of tearing his tendons and veins made fine beads of sweat burst out of his forehead.
But he still resisted, because he knew that such a powerful empowerment would give him a solid foundation that no one can match. With such a foundation as a guarantee, his future cultivation can get twice the result with half the effort.
Time passed by, one hour, two hours, Zhuo Fan kept gritting his teeth, the sweat on his head was streaming down like a waterfall...
After another three hours, Zhuo Fan’s clenched teeth began to loosen. The black airflow circulated hundreds of times in his body and returned to his dantian, turning into a black lake quietly. Stay there, no more violent previous.
Slowly opening his eyes, Zhuo Fan exhaled a long breath. The clouds on the horizon have given off a faint white light, and the beasts who have had a full meal all night begin to walk into the depths of the forest.
"Did it dawn, ha ha ha, I can't imagine that it would take one night to refine the skill of a Qi Gathering Double Cultivator."
Zhuo Fan let out a laugh, shook his head, and began to check his body at this time.
bump!
With a loud noise, a huge boulder was instantly shattered by Zhuo Fan's thin punch.
Zhuo Fan nodded in satisfaction, his body was tempered by the vitality of the Qi Gathering Realm master, and his body was greatly improved. As far as physical strength is concerned, he is no longer below the Qi Gathering Realm master.
Then, he checked his cultivation base again.
But I don't know. After checking, even he himself couldn't help but be shocked.
His cultivation base actually reached the fifth level of foundation building directly from nothing, and what he stored in his body was not the vitality of the foundation building, but directly the vitality of the qi gathering state.
"Good fellow, this Heavenly Demon Great Huajue is really amazing." Zhuo Fan couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly, with a burst of joy in his heart.
Generally speaking, it would take a year or a half for the geniuses in the sanctuary to cultivate to the fifth level of foundation building. But after only one night, he has achieved the results that others can only achieve in two or three years.
"It seems that it won't be long before I can return to the sanctuary, hehehe..." Zhuo Fanyin said with a smile.
However, just as he was dreaming about returning to the past, the killing shouts suddenly came into his ears.
Folding his brows, Zhuo Fan looked in the direction of the sound and walked there carefully. He knew in his heart that although he now had the ability to build the five layers of foundations, his meager skills were not enough to use some of the simplest martial arts, and he did not have the power to fight back at all when he encountered a master.
Therefore, it is better to be cautious in everything. After all, he is no longer the demon emperor who was all-powerful back then.
Moving lightly like a wild cat to the edge of a bush, Zhuo Fan slowly pushed aside the weeds and looked out. There, two groups of people were facing each other.
There were more than a dozen people in one group. They were dressed as the guards of the Luo family. Among them were a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl and a five- or six-year-old boy.
And the other group are all dressed in black, led by an old man, about twenty or so. And that old man, Zhuo Fan looked familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he remembered that the old man was the butler of the Luo family, butler Sun. The man and woman surrounded by the guards were the young master Luo Yunhai and the young lady Luo Yunshang of the Luo family.
"Huh, it's no wonder that the strong guards of the Luo family will also be attacked by the bandits of Black Wind Mountain, who turned out to be a monk."
Zhuo Fan sneered in his heart, and then thought of his apprentice Zhao Cheng, his fists tightened unconsciously.
In his previous life, he was betrayed by his closest disciple, and the person he had taken away from him in this life also died because of this, which made him feel a little bit of pity for the same illness.
But soon, he shook his head, sighed secretly, turned his head and left.
With his current strength, he couldn't help anyone at all. Besides, he has nothing to do with the Luo family, so he can't work his life for them.
However, he had just taken two steps to walk back, but his heart suddenly hurt, which made it difficult for him to take the third step anymore.